There are many things I deal with in life and I don't complain, why should I complain? There are people starving to death in your world, mother's holding onto their loved ones in fear of them dying...why would I feel I have the right to complain in my world? I just deal with it because I have to. But the truth is a world of one room is unnatural. You see there is no guide book to tell you how to deal with the Loneliness. This is not just having a day on your own, this is EVERY DAY silence, the silence used for torture. The silence where I can hear everyone laughing and enjoying themselves but I'm too poorly to contemplate joining in. Even with the best family in the world, they come, they go. This is not as one person has suggested 'looking at things negatively', this is my reality. I'd be a fool to think otherwise. To all those people living this life, I hear you, I light a candle for you in my mind. I think of you every day. I hope it is enough. One day, just one day in the future this will change and you are all the bravest of the brave. To everyone who is kind enough to come into my world, I applaud you. I've painted stars upon my ceiling tonight...